nycdaug Chapter 398: See you next time, baby
Chapter 398: See you next time, baby
The scene was a bit chaotic for a moment, and everyone watched with great interest the fire in Zhu Jiu's backyard.
Ji Qi laughed and clapped his hands, put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted: "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, you won't kill me like this! You have to stab me in the heart!"
Everyone: "..."
You didn't let him go either.
But Gui Jingling held his wings in confusion. It didn’t matter if other people were angry, but what was Chu Yi angry about?
"Have you forgotten what happened on Yueyao a few days ago?" she reminded.
Very good, this one sentence successfully made Jueya and his men shift their target of attack.
It also made Ji Qi's face gloomy.
The so-called events that happened a few days ago were actually Zhu Jiu passing through Yue Yao and then playing with Chu Yi on the dragon throne.
Ji Qi knew it because he was at the scene, and Jue Ya and the others knew it because Chu Yi was a playboy and had been harassing them all night long after the incident.
——Yes, Zhu Jiu and I did what lovers should do, right in the Taiji Hall.
——How do you know it’s a whole afternoon?
——Ah? You guys also know that Zhu Jiu praised me for being awesome?
——Yes, yes, yes, my Jiu pushed me down. We both had no experience in the first time.
……
So, in fact, they all knew it, but others didn't know. However, seeing these people shifting their attack targets and their murderous eyes, they could guess a thing or two.
Someone from Yueyao whispered, "I heard from my relative's relative's relative that he seemed to have seen Zhu Jiu's shadow when he was on duty in the palace a few days ago, but it was only a fleeting glimpse. She thought she was dazzled, but it seems to be true!"
Everyone gave a look of "Oh~" as if they saw through everything, so Zhu Jiu and Chu Yi must have done what they loved to do at that time.
As the saying goes, what is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth. The cloudy sky soon turned sunny for Chu Yi, who revealed a cold and contemptuous smile, looking very proud and happy.
So what? In a sense, he is Zhu Jiu’s first!
He is different from these flirtatious girls around him.
Chu Yi calmed down, straightened his messy sleeves, sat back in his original position, crossed his legs and glanced at them, "You guys fight, I don't need to get involved."
This is a strong sense of being favored by the emperor, Mr. Chu.
Jueya and the others were all a little upset. What was going on? Oh~ It turned out to be Zhu Jiu's expired love~
As the few people were arguing with each other, Gu Yixiao stared at Zhu Jiu in the picture in a daze, then looked at Zhu Jiu again, a look of nostalgia flashing across his face.
Gu Fusheng was standing by her side, holding her hand and paying attention to her all the time.
Seeing Gu Yixiao's expression at this moment, out of some strange emotion, she couldn't help but frown and said: "From the moment Zhu Jiu appeared beside you, he only brought trouble."
"No matter how powerful such a person is, he is not worth associating with." Gu Fusheng concluded, and then turned to seek support from Lord Lingyun, "Isn't that right, father?"
She didn't like Yi Chi before, and now she doesn't like Zhu Jiu either. She hates this kind of unpredictable variable.
Lord Lingyun was staring at Gu Yixiao's other slender white hand in a trance. When he was suddenly mentioned, he quickly turned his eyes away and smiled gently, "What Fusheng said makes sense."
It's so funny. There's no reason, it's all love and hatred. That woman Zhu Jiu has made Gu Yixiao so confused, there's no way he can be happy.
Gu Yixiao paused when he heard this, and glanced at Gu Fusheng, "Trouble is something you don't want to do but have to do, but I am willing and happy, so Zhu Jiu is not a trouble, she is an adventure."
"Besides, the troubles you're referring to are essentially choices I made myself."
Gu Fusheng was slightly stunned. She originally thought that based on Gu Yixiao's introverted personality who secluded herself all day long, she should not like the existence of Zhu Jiu at the beginning.
"If I thought Zhu Jiu was a trouble, I wouldn't have taken her away when I first saw her." Gu Yixiao's lips curled up into a tiny smile, which disappeared in a flash.
She always believed that the rainy night at the mass grave was the adventure she had been waiting for for a long time in her boring life. Zhu Jiu was a short-lived ephemeral flower, the short-lived ephemeral flower in her life.
Gu Fusheng fell into a strange silence, and she found that she seemed to have misjudged something all along.
How could she think that her mother was such a conservative, quiet and honest person?
Which honest person would hide the body of the "famous" wanted criminal in the underworld?
Which honest person would hide a corpse and then run to the imperial capital in a swagger?
Which honest person would be able to accept the fact that Zhu Jiu is a ghost?
Not to mention that later on he would run away from the marriage and cause trouble whenever he wanted.
Gu Yixiao is clearly an extreme adventurer disguised as a zombie!
Depression was her lie, and only Gu Fusheng was deceived.
Gu Fusheng suddenly realized the truth, and Gu Lingyun sighed, "I've told you that your mother is a fierce woman, but you didn't believe it. Do you understand now?"
At the same time, the Lord of the Silent Blade felt a little sad when looking at Hei Batian in the picture. After all, although their relationship was abnormal at that time, they were still good friends for a period of time.
Thinking of the scene of the other party's death and the many experiences that followed, Lord Jiemie Dao felt depressed and uncomfortable.
Soon the scene turned to the ambiguous scene between Zhu Jiu and Mo Huaizun.
In such an exciting plot, all the thoughts and desires are running wild.
The Lord of the Silent Blade quickly broke free from his sorrow, put his hands behind his back and pretended to be serious, while he whispered to Ji Furong.
"Furong, the flowers you embroidered on my belly last time were really pretty."
Ji Furong smiled in surprise as if she had met a bosom friend. "My Lord, you have a keen eye. Is there anything else you need? I know a few other things, too."
“Uh…” The Lord of the Silent Blade felt bitter.
He caught a glimpse of the mirror blade beside him and thought, "Yes, yes. My disciple often gets injured when he practices. In order to enhance his body's self-healing ability, he never takes pills."
"I think the wound is really hideous. It should at least be treated. For example, embroider a hibiscus flower or something. Don't you agree?"
Jiemie Daozun thought that he was really smart. This way he could have more contact with Furong.
Ji Furong suddenly realized: "So that's the case, that's great, I'm willing to help!"
This is her biggest hobby, who knows.
The Lord of the Destruction Sword responded, and then solemnly transmitted his voice to Mirror Blade, "Didn't you say you wanted to refine your body two days ago?"
Mirror Blade: “?”
His small brain turned for a moment, and then he shook his head honestly, "I never said that."
"Why are you so unmotivated? Physical training can significantly improve a sword cultivator's reaction and endurance, and maybe even open up another path.
"You lost to Yu Zhiqing earlier, and now you've hit a bottleneck in your cultivation. Don't you want to win back a game?"
When it comes to turning the game around, Mirror Blade feels it makes sense and his fighting spirit is ignited.
"That's what Master said."
"Yeah." The Lord of the Silence Sword showed a triumphant smile in his heart, and his square face showed the demeanor of a strict teacher.
Of course, several years later, when he pursued Ji Furong to no avail and one day he saw Jing Ren pressing the latter against the mountain wall and kissing her violently, he could no longer laugh.
whee.
At this moment, Jiemie Daozun was very happy because his relationship with Ji Furong was going well, and there was a rare hint of emotion in his eyes.
Xi Lingyi, who had been single since birth, originally wanted to discuss some solemn topics with her two friends, Lord Lingyun and Lord Jiemie Dao.
For example, the strangeness of Zhu Jiu’s soul, why it can exist for so long, etc.
But when he turned around, he saw one of them was looking forward to his wife, and the other was feeling amorous.
Xi Lingyi: “……?”
She doesn't understand.
It seems that the poison called love has been mixed into her little group of three, and no one is spared except her... ?
Xi Lingyi looked over there at the people on Jueya who were getting into a heated fight with Zhu Jiu, as well as Chi Li who was adding fuel to the fire. Her eyes went dark, and a feeling of sadness arose as if the whole world was turbid while she was the only one who was clear.
So, except for her, all the top leaders of the eight major forces are in love, right?
No one does any real work!
They are now attacking Zhu Jiu, not watching a battle to defend love!
Hopeless.
Xi Lingyi rubbed her temples weakly amid the noise and chaos.
……
within the screen.
Last night, the situation was stormy and rainy, but Zhu Jiu and Mo Huaizun, the parties who caused the turmoil, knew nothing about it.
The fragrant buds are blooming, the couple are blending harmoniously, and the joy of love lasts forever.
That night, Mo Huaizun occasionally woke up from the extreme pleasure. When he opened his eyes, he saw darkness and a faint smell of mud at the tip of his nose.
He sensed something strange was happening somewhere, a dazzling white light flashed across his eyes, and an indescribable hum came out of his mouth.
Unprecedented comfort.
Before Mo Huaizun had time to think, he was dragged into sexual intercourse again in a daze until the sky brightened and the sun rose high.
When Mo Huaizun opened his eyes again, it was as if he had had a long and comfortable dream.
The scars on his soul disappeared without a trace, and it even became more solid as if he had taken a holy medicine. Even his cultivation improved.
The spiritual energy in his body was pure and strong, flowing quietly in his dantian, and all the previous lacerations in his tendons and veins were healed.
Mo Huaizun saw the surroundings clearly and his stagnant brain began to work.
After a breath, he recalled that his last memory was that Epiphyllum entered his body!
Mo Huaizun's pupils shrank, and he quickly looked inward, discovering that his soul and body were in perfect harmony, with no discomfort at all.
"?" She's not here?
Mo Huaizun's first reaction was not relief. Instead, a feeling of depression and loss flashed through his mind.
A faint spiritual power was surging around his body, and Mo Huaizun caught a glimpse of spiritual information, from which came the lazy and satisfied sound of an androgynous Epiphyllum.
"Did you receive the gift? This is a gift from soulmates."
"It was great last night, your voice and body were sexy, see you next time, baby."
Mo Huaizun was stunned. Soul connection? What soul connection?
The hazy veil was blown away by the wind, and Mo Huaizun remembered everything.
He and that woman...
Even though he didn't know the specific meaning of soul-communion, but thinking of the repeated physical abnormalities and the unforgettable feeling during the process, he instantly understood what it meant!
The moment he figured it out, Mo Huaizun felt like he was struck by lightning. A sense of guilt instantly rushed from his heart to his cheeks, turning red as blood.
He was stunned for a long time and found that his body was dry and refreshed, which must have been treated.
Mo Huaizun felt even more ashamed and angry, and wished he could bury himself deeper.